Enthusiastic Soul
Connie Peters' poems in progress
Saturday, December 10, 2016
PAD 11 Description
My Street
The black bare-branched tree
stretched and curved its twigs
up into a gray billowy sky.
At the end of the street,
white, boxy bluffs glowed.
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